Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
"No, it'll get cold!" "Put a tut ahh put a-"

hiding from the rain

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Picture

yes

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

"Put a blanket."

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46


Can I see

currently

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext